Twas The Night Before Kwanzaa
Twas the night before kwanzaa, and niggas were drinkin'
Santa claus walked in they said: "bitch, what you thinkin'?"
One of them had a gun
The other one had a knife
But santa cluas was not going down without a fight
He pulled some presents from out of his bag
He kicked them in the nuts and called them all fags
But they didn't like that, they thought it was gay
For santa's boner grew five times that day!
They ran all his shit, from his cash, to his rocks
Santa pleaded with them, "this black on black crime must stop!"
And just in that moment, in walked little suzie
Little suzie walked in with a sub-machine uzi
Everyone hit the deck, 'cause those bullets was sprayin'
But santa couldn't grasp what the black guy was sayin'!
And on that little night, little suzie got famous, she shot santa in his cock,
And it still hurt his anus
Santa pulled out his miss'le tow, and started to blast
No man left that night,
Without a cap in his ass!
And they heard santa shout, as he skipped up the chimmney
"Merry christmas, bitch niggas! Ya'll shoulda got fucked wit me!"
Twas The Night Before Kwanzaa
Twas a noite antes de Kwanzaa, e os manos estavam bebendo
Papai Noel entrou disseram: "puta, o que você pensando?"
Um deles tinha uma arma
O outro tinha uma faca
Mas papai cluas não ia desistir sem lutar
Ele puxou alguns presentes de fora da sua bolsa
Ele chutou-los nas nozes e chamou-os todos os paneleiros
Mas eles não gostam disso, eles achavam que era gay
Para tesão de Santa cresceu cinco vezes naquele dia!
Eles correram toda a sua merda, de seu dinheiro, de suas rochas
Papai insistiu com eles ", este preto sobre preto crime tem de parar!"
E justamente nesse momento, em caminhou pouco suzie
Pouco suzie entrou com uma uzi sub-máquina
Todo mundo bate a plataforma, porque aquelas balas foi sprayin '
Mas papai não conseguia entender o que o negro estava dizendo!
E nessa noite pouco, pouco suzie ficou famosa, ela atirou de santa em seu pênis,
E ainda doía o ânus
Papai tirou seu reboque miss'le, e começou a explodir
Nenhum homem deixou naquela noite,
Sem uma tampa no seu cu!
E ouviram Santa grito, quando ele pulou o chimmney
"Feliz Natal, manos cadela! Ya devia ter sagacidade ficou fodido me!"